Chongxi male wife

Li He left, but the sourness in Su Mingxuan's heart hadn't subsided yet.

He took Li Miao back home by car, frowning all the way, as if something was bothering him.

But now, the person sitting across from him who troubled him was holding a tael of silver from his brother, and his smile was almost blooming.

Su Mingxuan was depressed, wondering if he had treated Li Miao badly, and why he was so reserved with himself.

While thinking about it, he carefully sorted out the past month's events.

Li Miao came to the Su Mansion, he was the one who brought him in.He bought clothes for Li Miao, and even had meals together.

He thought about it, but couldn't figure it out, and lost a few hairs along the way.

After returning to the Su Mansion, he secretly carried Li Miao on his back, and couldn't help calling Zhu Hong and Liu Lu who had served him for several years: "I want to ask you one thing."

Zhu Hong and Liu Lu thought he had found out that they secretly shared cakes with Li Miao, so they immediately stood up straight, planning to kneel down at any time.

In the end, their young master asked something irrelevant: "When will you feel that the master treats you well?"

This question is really asking the right person.Zhu Hong smiled and rolled her eyes, her face was round, and she smiled extraordinarily festively: "Of course it's time to reward us with silver."

Su Mingxuan froze for a moment, why didn't he think of this thought.

He looked at Liu Lu again, Liu Lu was calmer than Zhuhong, but she was still a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, she smiled shyly: "Liu Lu naturally thinks so too."

Su Mingxuan fell into silence, he began to think about whether he had prepared pocket money for the children.

So, after thinking for a long time, he still has no memory of giving the child pocket money, so he couldn't help but look at Zhuhong: "Have I ever given money to Xiao Miaoer?"

Zhu Hong was also taken aback by his question, but Liu Lu was calm and had a good memory, she replied: "I don't think so, young master, you treat Miao Er too well, that can't be bought with money."

What she said was reasonable, but Su Mingxuan just felt that if he didn't give Li Miao money today, something would be missing in his heart.

Thinking about it, he asked the two of them to go out to prepare dinner and let Li Miao in.

Li Miao had just collected the money his brother had given him, and he was waiting to use it for his brother to marry a wife in the future, so he couldn't just spend it casually.

Now the young master asked him to go to the study, and he went happily.

Just now I was worried that the young master was tired from talking about business today and didn't want to teach him calligraphy, but now the young master called him, and he was very happy.

Pushing open the door of the study, the young master was looking at him in front of the desk.

Su Mingxuan beckoned: "Come here, I have something for you."

Li Miao was stunned for a moment, what could his young master give him?The Three Character Classic, or a hundred surnames?He hasn't finished learning the thousand-character prose last time.

Thinking about it, he walked over and replied as he walked: "Master, the master said that calligraphy should be practiced step by step, and you can't learn so much at once."

The little man was serious, he was wearing the clothes of a book boy, but he spoke in the tone of a master, Su Mingxuan couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that Li Miao was walking slowly, he greeted him from behind the desk: "I don't want to give you a book, just come here."

As he spoke, he grabbed Li Miao's fingers that were holding onto the hem of his clothes.

Being pulled by him, Li Miao was a little nervous just now, but now she is not afraid at all.

He is a bit stupid and can't learn these things. Not only is he slow in learning Chinese characters, but he can only record some goods, trees and silver in accounting, and can't calculate the profit at all.

After a business deal, Su Mingxuan had to calculate the profit by himself when he got home.

Recently, he has always felt a little guilty in his heart, occupying the position of the book boy, but he did not live up to his own accusations, and he felt uncomfortable.

Of course Su Mingxuan knew that he was not in a good mood these past few days, so he didn't force him to practice calligraphy, but just taught him a few times a day and let him learn it.

He dragged Li Miao to the desk, and tied the small pouch on Li Miao's waist.

Li Miao was often played around by him, and he was used to it. He didn't think it was wrong for his young master to carry a purse for him as a school boy.

Su Mingxuan probably raised him as his younger brother, and a few days ago he deliberately got up early to dress him.

Now that the purse was fastened, he had a chance to take a look.

The weight of the purse was not right, he weighed it: "Master, what's in it?"

Su Mingxuan smiled and patted his head: "Young master gave you pocket money."

Li Miao only thought it was a few copper coins, but he didn't get paid for nothing, so he immediately untied his purse: "Young master, I didn't do anything, so I don't need a reward."

Su Mingxuan pressed his hand funny: "This is pocket money."

Li Miao was stubborn, so he wanted to untie it, but when he opened the purse, he was stunned. There were more than a dozen pieces of silver in the purse, so scared that his hands began to shake.

"Master, you can't do it." He said, lowering his purse.

The child had a serious face, and the baby fat on his recently rounded face hadn't faded away. His big eyes stared at Su Mingxuan, which made Su Mingxuan soften his attitude all of a sudden.

He gently hugged Li Miao's back, and brought him into his arms: "Little Miao'er and I have been together for more than a month, but they haven't gotten close. I'm sad."

His voice was low, but he was a talented young man anyway, and there was a coquettish look in his tone, this was really the first time Li Miao saw him.

So, Xiao Miao'er, who was surprised by his young master's side, stupidly accepted the pocket money.